The poem left that day? She remembered that Li Bai was left with a poem called "Farewell to Jingmen" that day, and this poem would not be a problem.

"What's the matter, I still remember, it's that mountain that ends with the plains, and the river flows into the great wilderness." Xie Qingyu looked at Mo Huaiyuan with a puzzled expression, not knowing what he meant.

"As soon as you left that day, I handed out this poem and hung it at the door of Yi'anju, at first it was a doorway, but within two or three days, a person dressed as a scholar came, saying that Gongzi copied his poem." Mo Huaiyuan's expression was also a little embarrassed, although he believed in Liu Gongzi, but now because of this plagiarism incident, it has made people panic.

Because that person is making trouble every day, this celebrity and talented man is the most taboo to plagiarize, and it is too late to avoid this kind of thing, how can he still come to their Yi'anju to drink tea, but I'm afraid that if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that this Yi'anju will be closed.

"Really? I wonder if Shopkeeper Mo can show me the poems written by this man? "Xie Qingyu heard the word plagiarism, this is completely impossible, the poet immortal Li Bai will plagiarize, this ancient person seems to be teasing me.

"Okay, Liu Gongzi, wait a minute, I'll go get it for you." Mo Huaiyuan looked at Xie Qingyu with a calm look, but he calmed down, he had always been a little uneasy because of this poem, but now he looked at the calm Xie Qingyu, and now the people who write poems are not worried about plagiarism, what else is he worried about, the most important thing for ancient literati is integrity, how can they do such things, and none of the previous poems have problems.

Shopkeeper Mo just went for a moment, and immediately brought the poem in.

Xie Qingyu stretched out his hand to take it and spread out the rice paper in his hand.

found that the title of this poem was "Traveling Night Book", and Xie Qingyu continued to look down.

"The fine grass and the breeze on the shore, the dangerous canoe at night.

The stars hang down and the plains are wide, and the moon swells and the rivers flow.

Famous articles, officials should be old and sick.

What does Piao Piao look like? Heaven and earth are a sand gull. ”

Xie Qingyu muttered to it, this poem is literally very similar to the farewell to the Jingmen that he wrote, especially the sentence that the stars hang down and the plains are wide, the moon swells and the mountains and rivers she wrote follow the plains, and the rivers flow into the great wilderness, ordinary people don't understand this poem, and it can also be understood as plagiarism, but the artistic conception of these two poems is completely different, if only the same words are used, how can it be plagiarized?

"Shopkeeper Mo don't worry, I only wrote this poem to you, and I didn't give you the complete poem, I thought it was enough, but I never thought that it would make the shopkeeper fall into plagiarism, even if it was, he plagiarized us first." Xie Qingyu looked at this poem, and he also had a little calculation in his heart, the poem he wrote naturally would not be plagiarism, so it meant that the rest of the person was plagiarism.

"Young Master Liu, how do you think this matter should be handled?" Mo Huaiyuan was also at a loss at this time, and turned to Xie Qingyu for help.

"Shopkeeper Mo, you will continue to hang out the poem today, and say that this poem was written by Mulian monks, and there is no plagiarism, and that person will definitely come over to make trouble again at that time, and you will do so." Xie Qingyu lowered his voice a lot, and gave Mo Huaiyuan an idea, since the plagiarism incident happened for the first time, he had to be completely solved, otherwise how to sell poetry next time? Where does your money come from?

"Liu Gongzi, this method is very good, then tomorrow I will wait for Liu Gongzi's good news." Mo Huaiyuan listened to Xie Qingyu's idea, and his face, which was originally very worried, instantly laughed, or Liu Gongzi has a way.

"Okay, let's go back and prepare for today." After Xie Qingyu finished speaking, he went downstairs and left Yi'anju, but instead of going home directly, he entered a ready-to-wear store on the east side of the market.

Xie Qingyu just stepped into this ready-to-wear store.

"I wonder what Childe wants to buy?" Before the shopkeeper of the ready-to-wear store finished speaking, he immediately changed his face when he saw Xie Qingyu dressed in family clothes.

"Go, go, I am in such a place, how can you come to a place like Hanako?"

Xie Qingyu listened to the words called Huazi and was still a little unbelievable, although his clothes were a little old, but it was better than calling Huazi at the city gate, and this shopkeeper was really looking down on people.

Then Xie Qingyu took out a few taels of loose silver from his waist, and deliberately took a look in the store, and saw that the shopkeeper's eyes had changed.

"I don't have any nice clothes in this store." After saying this, he turned around and left, and went to the Splendid Workshop next door, and the angry face of the shopkeeper behind him turned green.

As soon as he entered the Splendid Workshop, the shopkeeper immediately greeted him, and Xie Qingyu bought himself a well-fitting men's dress, and then saw that a few patterns were quite suitable for his mother, and bought some for his mother.

Soon night fell, she went back to Xie Mansion, but those clothes, she didn't bring them in openly, and now if she was caught again, she would let her mother be punished, she had a heart and threw the package with clothes from the back alley to Meiyuan.

When she came back, she didn't rush to look for it, but she still waited until ten ten in the middle of the night to pick up the grass and drill down the dog hole.

I just walked to the place where I threw my clothes and wanted to pick them up.

Squeak!

The door of Meiyuan was opened, and Xie Qingyu didn't know who the person who came, so he lay down in the grass, motionless and didn't dare to make a sound.

The man seemed to be waiting for someone, and after a while another person came in.

The words of the two Xie Qingyu have never understood a word, although it is quite far away, it is impossible to not hear a word clearly in such a quiet situation, the only possibility is!

What they said was not Dayan's official words, Xie Qingyu remembered the incident of Panchun that he said in passing some time ago, a spy in Southern Xinjiang? Isn't the man in black who was injured in Meiyuan last time also related to this incident?

It's just that the two didn't talk for a long time and left one after the other, and following the moonlight, Xie Qingyu felt that the figure who left after that was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember who this person was for a while.

When the two of them had been gone for an hour, Xie Qingyu struggled to get up, and at this moment, his lying leg was numb, and he drilled back down the dog hole again, as if nothing had happened.

On the second day, Xie Qingyu went out early in the morning, and it was almost the New Year recently, and there were not many things, and it was up to her to see that her mother was bored when she saw her.

She quickly changed into men's clothes and came to Yi'anju today, and in order to match the clothes, she specially prepared a folding fan, which looks like a beautiful son.

When she came, Yi Anju was just about to open, and when the shopkeeper saw a noble boy standing at the door so early, he thought he was in a hurry to drink tea, so he immediately brought people in.

Xie Qingyu was holding a folding fan to cover his face, and Xiao Er just beckoned Xie Qingyu to sit down, ready to serve tea to Xie Qingyu.

"Childe, you later, I will bring out the tea immediately."

"Stop, Xiao Er, who do you see I am?" At this time, Xie Qingyu closed the folding fan, and a beautiful and handsome face instantly leaked out.

The little second brother was still a little uncertain, but when he saw Xie Qingyu's face, he cried out in a daze,

"Liu Liu Liu Gongzi?"

"It's me." Xie Qingyu nodded and replied.

Xiao Er was even more stunned at this time, this is really a person who relies on clothes, and now that Liu Gongzi has changed his clothes, the temperament of the whole person is different.

"Little Er, Little Second pours a pot of tea." Xie Qingyu looked at Xiao Er's stunned expression and then ordered, he had already reposted the poem yesterday, presumably that person would show up today.

At this time, Mo Huaiyuan also came out of the backyard, saw Xie Qingyu and the two looked at each other, and nodded their heads.

Sure enough, after a while, a lot of people gathered at the door of Yi Anju, and they were talking about the poem.

"Look, how this poem is hanging out again."

"That's it, it's obviously plagiarism, why are you embarrassed to hang it out."

"Isn't it shameful enough to live in peace?"

……

Xie Qingyu sat inside, listening to the voices of the people outside, and took a sip of tea carelessly, but now she is still not in a hurry, she did not wait for the person who should come.

Another moment passed.

"Mo Huaiyuan, I already warned you that day, why did you hang up this plagiarized poem today."

At this time, a person dressed as a scholar rushed straight into Yi'anju, and as soon as he entered the door, he walked towards Mo Huaiyuan, and his tone was very polite.

Mo Huaiyuan looked at the person who came and was also very calm, glanced at Xie Qingyu without a trace, and then said.

"This is my teahouse, why can't I hang that poem? This poem was written by Mulian himself, and there was no plagiarism at all. It's just that Xie Qingyu prepared the lines yesterday, because of Xie Qingyu's guarantee, he is also very confident.

"Nonsense, bullshit Mulian monk, it's clearly plagiarized from my travel night book, and now you still want to hang it out, it's really a shame for the reader, which makes me wait for the reader to devote myself to writing poetry in the future?" When the scholar heard Mo Huaiyuan's words, he was immediately furious, and it was clearly plagiarism!

At this time, everyone who watched the excitement stood at the door of Yi Anju at this moment and began to accuse Mo Huaiyuan.

"If it wasn't plagiarism, how could you put this poem away that day?"

"It's just that there is clearly a ghost in my heart."

"Originally, I saw that Yi'an Curie was clean, but it turned out that he just plagiarized poetry and started a business."

……

"I don't know this son, I don't know where this poem copied the childe's poem?" Xie Qingyu put down the tea cup in his hand at this time, just staring at the son-in-law who persecuted Mo Huaiyuan, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile.

Everyone looked at this son who suddenly spoke out, dressed in expensive clothes, and the folding fan in his hand was also expensive, although it was expensive but not vulgar at all, but there was a kind of noble and natural temperament in it, and his face was delicate and handsome, I don't know which son of the family it was.

"This son, this poem is so clearly plagiarized, you still can't understand it." The scholar saw that Xie Qingyu raised a question, and saw that this son was extremely noble, and he was afraid that he was a character who was not easy to get along with, so he also answered the question quite politely.

"If you don't understand, you might as well point it out." Xie Qingyu poured herself a cup of tea unhurriedly at this time, she wanted to see how this person explained this matter clearly.

"The poem I made a few days ago is almost exactly the same in terms of artistic conception, so can't it be called plagiarism?" As he spoke, he took out the psalms he had prepared and showed them to everyone.